Down, down, into the river I wade Pan in hand, search for the gold of the land, Little wages am I paid
Day to night, Don’t say, don’t fight Pan or pick, it’s better than a stick To find the find the gold, beautiful and bright Road to riches and delight
I pan and pan And dig and dig Even if it is for a lazy pig At least it all goes to plan
Day to night, Don’t say, don’t fight Wouldn’t want to start a nasty plight For the rich man's delight
Back is killing me, But I’ve gotta let it be Gotta keep it bold If I wanna find that gold And bring it right on home
Into the mine with the pick my friend made To find the glittering gold Long hours I work, little wages paid For a little thing to be proud and bold
- Jay M October 25th, 2021
Writing pieces about different things in history in my Creative Writing class. Today's prompt was the gold rush, and how Chinese workers were massively hired, and sadly considered expendable. The goal was to write a lyrical or narrative poem, based on the given prompt.